Shots

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All right, wake wake wake and come back...

This project has eaten my head to the extent that I didn't realise I was running low on Letrozole. I wish they'd give me more than a month's supply at a time!

My body didn't respond well to that marker, but I feel better now. Today, hospital results, let's see how that thing is doing.

This being R's 50th birthday year, our intention was to go somewhere very special. The surgeon agreed that it would be better to do this before my procedures start, cos that'll be me stuck for a few months. It was going to be the Galapagos, but El Niño's peaking and let's face it, iguana skeletons, empty seas, and a sick wife are not great omens for one's golden year. So we have reverted to an earlier plan, Vietnam and Cambodia. And that means shots.

I am phobic of shots to the extent that even writing about them is difficult, but it's all discipline. I'm expecting the usual suspects; Hep A and B, Diptheria, Typhoid... what's the other one? Tetanus? But I have had the full course of tetanus treatments the NHS prescribes over a lifetime. Maybe I can skip it.

Ah but. The rabies shot. Eh, really? I gather it's a course rather than the one. Unpleasant.

So today I'll ask the surgeon if I need to check for adverse effects.

Yeesh.